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My grandma died today. It is okay. It's right; good, in fact. It was her time; probably well past her time. She was hurting, and I think, probably ready. My last grandparent died today. And it's sad. The close of a chapter in my life, a changing of the guard, a generational stopping point, a meaningful shift. But it's mainly, just, bittersweet. My grandma lived a good life. At 89, she lived a long life. It was a full life, and I believe she would say that it was a happy one.

Our plan was to travel from our home in Seattle, through southern Oregon, and into Nevada. We would stay overnight in the small city of...

My first blog post. I feel like this should come with some sort of celebratory “WELCOME,” so I will go ahead and say it: “Welcome to the...